“I’m sorry, too,” I say. “I’m sorry I’m so angry. I can’t help how I feel.” “Me neither,” Luca says. “What do you mean?” “I mean that I still feel a lot for you, and I don’t know what to do with it all. Inaya and I are close now, but we’re just friends. We just cosplay together. But you and I were more, and I think about it a lot. I think about you a lot. And…” “And what?” “And I know it’s terrible timing, but I still really want to kiss you.
